This Hole

The hole has seemed to get deeper
as I continue to look up at the sky.
I watch as the sun turns to stars…
the stars back to sun.
The leaves change colors, fall, die…
and again begin to grow.
My tired feet have stayed implanted
in the same old spot.
I look down at the imprint I have made,
I never realized just how cavernous it became…
until I glanced back up at the sky
and it seemed further away than ever before.